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Written by Amysteriousgal
Written by Amysteriousgal
Last updated 2012-12-14
Last updated 2012-12-19
There are lots of tall buildings in Shibuya. Lots of girls walking on the streets. I'm the only one running, because unlike these people who are merely heading for the shallow chaos of places like Cyberia, I have a wonderful place to go to.
There are lots of tall buildings in Shibuya. Lots of girls walking on the streets. I'm the only one running, because unlike these people who are merely heading for the shallow chaos of places like Cyberia, I have a wonderful place to go to.
My breath is getting so heavy that it's painful. I lean against the wall, trying not to collapse. People are staring, and I silently curse my current state.
Such a useless body. So limited. So pathetic. It's nothing more than a prison to me.
Well, that's alright.
I'm going home.
I'm going home.
I'll finally, finally be free.
I'll finally, finally be free.
''Top of building, quieter city noise?''
''Top of building, quieter city noise?''
No, I can't think about that now. I've decided.
No, I can't think about that now. I've decided.
This night is so beautiful. I untie my hair to let it float in the wind, take off my glasses so that I can't see how far it is to the ground. I free myself.
This night is so beautiful. I take off my glasses so that I can't see how far it is to the ground, untie my hair to let it drift in the wind. I free myself.
For a moment, I even feel like I could fly.
For a moment, I even feel like I could fly.
